Alix was sitting at a bend during lunch when Kim walks over, an impassive expression marked his face. Standing in front of the girl, he brings a fist to his mouth and coughs once.
“What do you want?”Alix asks and the boy takes a seat next to her resting his arms against his knees casually.
“Nothing much, Tinkerbell, just taking it all in.”
“I dont understand what you’re trying to imply, so just tell me already.” She finds that they’re closer than she thought, and Alix adjusts herself. Kim laughs.
“My god, just tell me Kim.” She snaps, folding her arms across her chest. Finally, Kim turns his head to face her and smirks, “I have a proposition.”
“Go on…” She urges, interest sparking inside.
“I bet i’m a better kisser than you.” Face growing hot, Alix jumps off the bench and jabs her hands to her hips.
“What kind of bet is that? How would we even decide who wins. That’s stupid.”
“You wimping out?” He asks, raising an eyebrow in question.
“I’m not kissing anyone.”
“So I win the bet?”
“There is no bet-” Leaning forward, Kim presses his lips onto hers for a brief second before pulling away and standing up. Alix stood there, face pink and body stiff.
Kim arches to where their faces are aligned and says simply, “Guess i win.”